Kaiju

Sonic the fucking Hedgehog.

hey yall its me the Art Mom™ to help you shade pretty

rule 1: DO NOT SHADE WITH BLACK. EVER. IT NEVER LOOKS GOOD. 

red- shade with a slightly darker shade of purple

orange- slightly darker and more saturated shade of red

yellow- i think like..a peach could work but make it a really light peach

green- shade with darker and less saturated shade of blue or teal

blue- shade with purple

purple- a shade thats darker than the purple you’re using and maybe a little pink (MAYBE blue)

pink- darker shade of red

white- a really light lavender or blue..or i guess any really light colour??

black- okay listen dont use pure black to colour anything unless you want to leave it with flat colours because you cant really shade black lol

grey- a slightly darker shade of purple or blue (less saturated)

brown- slightly darker and less saturated shade of purple or red

I made some Balls of Colour to go with Art Mom™’s post:

WHO CAN IT BE NOW? 

Fox in the woods

DATE  4.02SP:190.438Y  LOCATION   Holpord’s Grift, Sidereal Salient //

SOMATIC PRESENCE DETECTED //

Booting-Up: sensor sphere //

Booting-Up: motor blocks A-B //

Scanning area //

Scanning area //

SOMATIC TARGET ACQUIRED //

Identifying target //

ELMER, VENDOR OF FRUITS //

ELMER: Anything For A Bite To Eat

ELMER SHUTS HIS LITTLE MOUTH. NO FOOD NOW, OR EVER.

ELMER: O Saint Anthony Wont You Help Me

ELMER: O Saint Anthony Of Padua Im Trapped In This Awfull Place

THE SKY WAILS. ELMER WALKS.

ELMER: Pease

ELMER: Ever Since That No-Good Foam-Burst Accident My Live Hath Been A True Liveing Hell In A Handbasket

ELMER: Cant I See What Came Before All This

THE DYING DOME OF THE SKY IS AWASH WITH BALEFUL LIGHT.

AFFIXED IN ITS USUAL PLACE, THE LENT-STAR WINKS.

ELMER: Its Lent 

ELMER: Its Lent And I Havant Given A Thing Up Not Even Chocolates Or Full Fat Milk Or A Big Anggus Steak All Dripping With Blood

ELMER LICKS HIS LIPS; HE IS STRUCK BY LIGHTNING.

ELMER: Ahhh

ELMER: Saint Anthony Now Listen To Me

ELMER: I Know I Have Been A Bad Boy This Lent…

ELMER: And Even As I Wander This Dessert– 

ELMER’S MIND GOES TO THOUGHTS OF ICE CREAMS AND ÉCLAIRS. HE IS STRUCK BY LIGHTNING.

ELMER: Fuck  

ELMER: Desert 

ELMER: I Know Even Now I Am A Bad Boy Thinking About All My Sinful Indulgences…  

ELMER: Saint Anthony In Return For My Emancipation I Will Give You A Deal You Cannott Refuse 

ELMER: My Little Monkey Body  

ELMER: My Little Monkey Body  

ELMER: My Little Monkey Body  

ELMER’S HEAD SPLITS OPEN. HIS BODY TURNS TO CHARCOAL. HIS BLOOD BOILS AWAY IN AN INSTANT, HIS EYES TURN INTO TWO GLASS BEADS, AND HE CRUMBLES INTO NOTHING.

 For example:

 People born via c-section (no man of woman born, meaning natural childbirth, aka, the Shakespeare approach)

 Women (no man of woman born, aka, the Tolkein approach)

 Non-binary types (see above)

 Aliens (no man of woman born, with the meaning of man being in the ‘mankind’ sense)

Artificial intelligences (see above again)

Transmen (no man of woman born, the man-ness appears to come later as gender is a social construct. Arguably borderline, I know.)

People carried by a man (no man of woman born)

People grown in vats (no man of woman born)

 Basically, anyone who isn’t a human cisgendered male delivered via natural childbirth by a woman could kill Macbeth. (Given the equipment via science!, the child of a transwoman born via natural childbirth would still count as unable to.)